Yogurt! Who says? You gotta have the fat to absorb the fat-soluble vitamin D in order to absorb the calcium. (So ‘they’ say.) And anyway, it’s perfect served on those 5 or 6 days of the year with the fresh local fruit that’s in season. Just one tub’ll do ya.

Personally, I think you passed up a great SEO opportunity by not linking to Supersize Me. Looooooser!😉

Friar does have a point. We’re bombarded with conflicting advice from everyone with an opinion as to what’s good for us or not.
Look, just eat what you like, and ignore the advice and do what feels right for you. This household is low-carb and it works for us but I know that way of eating doesn’t suit all, like those damn one size fits all socks.

You make a good argument. My philosophy is to eat in moderation. And yes, I admit I do the occasional MacDonald double cheeseburger, KFC Twonie Tuesday, Presiden’t Choice Decadent Chocolate Chip cookies, and my favourite chocolat bar–O’Henry.

It’s so good to know you’ve finally seen the light and are becoming more earth-friendly, health-conscious and mindful of what you consume.If more people could be like you we’d go a long way in eradicating lifestyle related diseases and reducing carbon emissions. It’s very brave of you, given your stance on these issues until now, to come out and educate the blogosphere. Be prepared for some not-insubstantial ridicule and downright anger from certain factions. Try not to take it personally. Live and let live is my motto. (There. I typed all that with a straight face!)

I do feel bad about the factory cattle that are stuck in really tiny pens.

That’s wrong.

But the grass-fed ones that wander around outside, free (like the ones down Highway 41, near Splat Creek) – well, they have it pretty good.

They’re cared for, well fed, and they are treated humanely, right to the end.

Sure, one could say, “but we still kill them and eat them.”

True.

Ever see a cow in the wild? How long do they last?

Not very long, with all the wolves around, and so forth. And the disease. And so on.

Logic stretch ahead – *warning* – I mean, one could say, you and I are “tax cattle” for the rich.

Our governments educate us, give us just enough rope to (almost) hang ourselves, allow us to eke out a half-decent existence while taxing us enough to keep us in our places, make money off our backs and so forth for our entire lives.

So… I guess you could say, I learned from my “masters”.

Nope. You’re not a bad person for eating a cheeseburger.

That cow would not have lived to a ripe old age in the wild, just as you and I would not be here if we were forced to fight it out in an uncivilized world sans government intervention.

And if anyone thinks my idea is a bit wonky – well, it is, but – my government (not speaking for anyone else’s government here) doesn’t think it is okay for me to choose to die with dignity and end my own life when I’m too sick to look after myself.

But it is okay for multinational corporations to sell drugs at an obscene profit to the hospitals to prolong my “life” and keep me “living” for several years after I would have expired without “assistance”.

(Drugs you and I paid for with *our* tax money, by the way…)

It is okay for multinational corporations to sell me things that are proven to be very unhealthy (cigarettes, alcohol, poor quality food) that will ensure that I require these drugs to prolong my “life”.

Apples in bacon fat, reminds me what some of us olde timers were chatting about the other day. We reminisced about foods our parents prepared for us in the good olde days.

One of the fellows said he enjoyed fried bread. After his mom fried up a huge batch of bacon she placed thick slabs of white bread into the hot bacon grease and fried up the bread. Sometimes it was served with homemade jam.

My European mom saved rendered pork fat. When it had cooled off we slathered it on rye bread and sprinkled salt on top for flavour. This was considered a treat.

The Grease Jar under the sink, is just that. A jar that contains garbage grease as a result of frying and roasting. Better to save the grease in a jar and then toss the jar into the garbage, rather than dispose of the grease or oil down the sink and plug up the plumbing.